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A look around the class made Justin already feel a bit uneasy. He wasn't entirely comfortable with the content of the class, which dealt with the ethical parts of war, but it was a class he needed for his degree. There were two versions of this class, one mainly populated by prey species like himself. The other being one populated by mostly predatorial species, he had unfortunately waited till the last minute to get his classes assigned. The deer quietly sighed, smoothing out his hair a bit, glancing around the classroom slowly. No one seemed to pay much attention to him, which was something he was grateful for. He had hoped that maybe the teacher would end up being one of the large prey species, like a water buffalo or a stallion. It would have gone a long way to alleviate any misgivings he had about the class; those were dashed the moment the teacher stepped in.

"Figures my luck..." The deer bit his lip, watched the rather well dressed lion making his way over to the professor's stand at the front of the room. He wasn't a huge fan of felines, but he wasn't too bad looking. Thankfully he could take solace in the fact from most porn he'd seen, that lions weren't terribly well endowed, making him silently giggle. Justin knew from the predation laws that had been enacted in the main countries that he was safe, but there were some places that didn't have those laws in effect. It had been some stupid survival of the fittest laws. There was something that nagged him about the professor, pulling out his tablet; he glanced at the information available about the professors. His heart suddenly sank, Mr. Blackflower was from one of the few countries that still practiced predation, and he'd been in trouble a few years earlier for trying to indulge in that little habit.

The deer shrunk down in his chair slightly, hoping he'd be able to stay as inconspicuous as possible. His counselor told him that he'd have to deal with the class for maybe a week or so. There always tended to be spots that opened in the history classes, so this was just a temporary assignment. Soon enough he'd be out of here, his ears perking as the teacher began to speak. His voice was very deep and commanded attention, and Justin had no issues understanding everything through his thicker accent. The young man blushed, he found it rather attractive sounding.

"Now class. I will let you know right now, this class will be very difficult. The work load will be very heavy as well..." The lion paused, slowly letting his gaze roam over the students. It felt like he paused on him, but it must have been his imagination as the teacher continued. "I expect the best from everyone, regardless of upbringing, or your status is society. I reward those students who do exceptionally well, and will make your lives a living hell if you wish to slack off."

Justin shivered slightly, he knew he'd do well in the class, but was slightly scared of the teacher and that was going to make focusing difficult. He watched Mr. Blackflower writing on the board, making a listing of dates and what kind of assignments would be due. This wasn't what he had expected, that was a very heavy workload listed on the board when he was done. The lion was going to be doing a test every Friday on that past week's subjects; he did expect a lot it seemed. The deer leaned back against the chair and sighed, he was going to be glad when he was able to get out of this class. He carefully jotted down the dates anyhow into his tablet; just to cover himself in the slight off chance he wasn't able to transfer classes.

The professor picked up a stack of packets at his desk and made his way around the class. The lion handed out the small booklets and addressed each student individually when he came to them. Just drew in a breath, trying his best not to flinch when the teacher approached him. Mr. Blackflower handed him a pack and sighed.

"Now, Mr. Jones, I'd like to see if you could relax. I'm not going to harm you, or try and hunt you. I don't do that anymore... it was an unfortunate series of events that happened a few years ago." Justin nodded very slowly, unable to muster up the courage to speak. "I've read your course history, even though this isn't the class you picked, I believe you'd be able to do very well if you try." The big lion left it at that, Justin breathed deeply giving a slight shudder. The professor's scent lingered in the air around him, the door squirming slightly. He had been close to predators before and knew the smell, but this was different. He wasn't sure if it was due to the lion looked bigger up close than he did from across the class or what caused it. The scent was a bit more primal and very male compared to what he was used to, and it caused him to fold his ears back shivering slightly. The rest of the class went by fairly quickly, and Justin had to resist the urge to bolt from the class when the bell rang.

Later that night in bed, the deer quietly sighed as he glanced at his roommate's door. He had been bunked up with a colt; Justin was fairly certain he was part freight train from the snoring noise he made when he slept. He didn't know how he was going to get any sleep on a fairly regular basis if this kept up. The deer figured he'd do what he normally did with loud roommates to get some sleep, sliding a hand down to stroke his sheath between his legs. He knew that everyone did this at some point or another, but it still caused him to blush. Slowly stroking him until his cock had spilled free, fingers roaming along the ten inches of thick cervine shaft. He let his thoughts roam, fantasizing about the older English professor he had, a rather attractive antelope. A quiet moan escaped his muzzle, hips pressing up to meet his stroking hand slightly. The image of that teacher faded, his history teacher filling his thoughts. Justin shivered, trying to shake the lion from his thoughts to no avail. His hand kept stroking his shaft, speeding up slightly when the lion pressed against him from behind. He could hear that thick accent as the teacher growled into his ears. "That's a good little doe... bet you'd love to feel me hunting you... pin you down and make you my little slutty doe... breeding you like I would some lioness." Justin shuddered, grunting as he whimpered aloud.

"Yes... breed me like your lioness..." The deer giving a bleat, his hips jerking as his shaft pulsed in his grip, shooting thick ropes of seed across his belly and chest. A shiver ran down his spine, there was no way he could find the teacher attractive, could he? He wiped off his belly and shook his head. "It was just a fantasy..." He was still a little troubled as sleep took him; normally he was the one being the aggressor in his fantasies, not the other way around.

The next two days of classes had been difficult, but he managed to make the best of them. His counselor had told him there would be an opening for him in the other class in three days. In order to get the transfer to go through, Justin had to get Mr. Blackflower to sign his transfer paperwork. The deer glanced at the slip of paper; he had filled out the parts he needed except for the bottom section. He didn't want to put in there that he wasn't comfortable in a room full of predators. He knew no one would judge him for that; it was a fairly common practice and a usual reason for some transfers in colleges.

Friday had come; he turned in his first assignment and settled down waiting to get the quiz. The professor was right; it had been a fairly difficult quiz and not something he had expected from the first week of classes. He had to study quite a bit of the material during the week, but thanks to that he ended up acing the quiz without too much difficultly. He was one of three people in a class of nearly forty that had received a perfect score. Once the bell had run, he prepared to leave the class, a little surprised when someone of the other classmates told him he did a good job and might ask for his help with next week's quiz. Just blushed a little, nodding and once everyone had left; he approached the professor's desk.

"Ex... Excuse me sir?" His ears folded back when Mr. Blackflower looked up at him, his voice a deep rumble.

"Yes Mr. Jones, May I help you?" The lion had looked at him, those intensely golden eyes staring at him. The deer froze in place, both a mixture of instinctual fear, and the fact the eyes were beautiful. It took several moments for him to compose himself.

"M... Mr. Blackflower, w... would you please sign this?" Extending his hoofed fingers, he jutted out the transfer paperwork. The lion carefully removed it from his paw, looking it over slowly for a moment. He stood up, padding over to the door, and that was when Justin noticed that he wasn't wearing any sort of shoes that most of the staff wore. The deer was focus on that odd tidbit, he didn't realize that Mr. Blackflower had locked the door, and drew down the shade on the window, effectively closing them off from the school.

"Why do you wish to transfer out of this class?" The big lion was standing close to him, if it wasn't for his antlers, the professor would be taller than him.

"Well sir, it's partially because this wasn't the exact class I had signed up for." He paused, hoping that the older lion would accept it and let it go. When he didn't continue, the lion growled deeply, that large paw grabbing his muzzle.

"Partially. What is the other reason? I expect an explanation if you want this signed." His muzzle was shook a few times before the lion released it. Justin sighed and rubbed his muzzle slightly, grumbling out.

"Fine. Boils down to the fact I'm not comfortable trying to learn in a classroom full of predators. Also, I'm not comfortable with your background." He blurted out angrily, looking at his professor. The reaction made him pause and take a step back. The lion began to laugh, grinning.

"Finally, a backbone. Like I said, he had read your course history Mr. Jones... I was starting to wonder if you even had it in you to say something; I saw your reaction that first day of class. I figured it was because you looked up my history." The lion's tail swayed behind him, the motion catching Justin's eyes. The deer stepped back, the older professor closing the distance and a paw shot out. He had expected to get smack, instead that large paw cupped his groin.

"S... SIR?!" Justin's eyes snapped open, a soft groan escaping his muzzle. The professor's paw was caressing his bulge, making his sheath fatten up and fill out. "T... This isn't proper sir. I'm a student, you're a professor..."

"So? We are both adults... and I do find you rather attractive." The smirk on the lion's muzzle made him blush, those fingers deftly undoing his pants tugging them open. "I'm willing to stake my tenure you've touched yourself thinking of me." The deer shook his head, but didn't say anything. The heat rushing to his groin made him feel quite embarrassed even as his arousal grew. That fantasy from the first night came rushing back to his head, but he didn't think it was anything too serious.

"I... I'm not gay sir." Trying to lie, the deer finding the attention of the older male intoxicating, his cock starting to unsheathe. It was then that he realized that the lion had undone his pants and pushed them down, leaving him in just his tight underwear. The lion's paw wrapped around his girth, exploring him slowly, causing the young deer to moan softly. "P... Please sirs... stop."

"Oh, I highly doubt you want me to stop." Justin shivered slightly, his cock fully unsheathed and thick in his underwear. He felt horribly embarrassed, being slightly ashamed at his size. The deer was fairly slender, and a bit on the small side. Down between his legs was a different story, he was easily considered to be quite large and he didn't care for that. "My My My... look at how big this doe is." Justin couldn't help but moan, no matter what he did, there was no moving his muscles. He was caught between an intense mixture of fear and arousal. This was far more erotic than any of the fantasies he'd ever had. The lion leaned in, growling deeply in his ear. "That's a good boy... let me show you some real lessons in being prey..."

The deer nodded slowly, blushing brightly and folded his ears back submissively. He hadn't felt like this ever, all he could focus on were those intense golden eyes, and that musky smell. That same smell the caused him to shudder in fear the other day was now making his cock ache between his legs. "Yes sir." Justin hooked his fingers into his underwear, slowly pulling them down exposing himself. Ten inches of thick deer cock flopped free, looking at the lion that seemed even bigger than before, though nothing had changed. "I... is this better sir?" He gave a slight shiver when the lion growled, watching a paw move down to adjust the bulge between his legs.

"Oh yes. That's an impressive bit of flesh for a doe. I bet you've made the other does and bucks quite happy with it." Justin didn't want to admit he was actually a virgin, his size making him too nervous to actually want to fool around. He was enraptured watching as the lion began to strip, undoing his shirt and setting it on the desk leaving him bare chested. Fingers then slowly slid downwards, undoing his pants as the lion grinned at him. "I'm not that big... but I'm sure it'll be more than enough to make you know your place." The deer's eyes went wide, watching the lion slide his pants and boxers down, freeing eight inches of tapered lion shaft. The barbs on the head of the shaft glistened with fluid, the scent in the air becoming much stronger. His professor hefts his shaft, the lion licking his muzzle slowly. "I want you to kneel."

A little shiver ran down Justin's spine, and he found himself kneeling before he even realized it. His eyes stayed wide, watching Mr. Blackflower stepped forward. The deer's nostrils flared, the scent was intoxicating and made him moan softly. "I'm kneeled for you..." He shivered, the words coming out almost in a whisper. "Master." The lion's scent was so masculine and strong; it was dizzying this close and made him want to submit. He was the prey and this was the predator, he knew his place. Justin had never felt these kinds of urges before, though Justin had never been with anyone before like this.

The lion looked down at him; Justin shivered and blushed brightly squirming. "That's right. I'm your master now little doe. You're going to stay in this class, do you understand?" Justin nodded slowly, giving an affirmative. "You will work hard as I expect of my slave, you won't receive any sort of special treatment in this class."

"I would expect none master." His shaft throbbed almost painfully between his legs, starting to drip precum onto the floor. Ignoring that for the moment, he reached up gently caressing his professor's shaft. The sensation caused the lion to moan. "Does that feel good master?" He felt a bit of joy when the lion smiled and nodded slowly. Gently the deer parted his muzzle, slowly taking the barbed shaft into his muzzle. He closed his eyes, savoring its taste and scent, leaning forward until his nose pressed against the lion's groin. Justin groaned, he couldn't focus on anything other than pleasing this predator, muzzle bobbing along the professor's length.

Justin felt those strong paws reach down, stroking his head. His professor moaned out, guiding him a bit faster over that stiff lion cock in his muzzle. His tongue curled around the thick flesh, tasting its drooling fluids as he was rewarded with a rather loud moan from the lion. The deer lifted one hand up to caress those heavy orbs, giving a light squeeze. The lion spoke up, his voice a little heavy with pants. "Such a good doe... keep it up and you'll be rewarded my pet."

Odd that he felt proud of the compliments, the more the lion had asserted himself, the more he craved the attention. He bobbed his muzzle faster along that shaft, wanting to coax his master to reward him. Several minutes later, he was rewarded as Mr. Blackflower gripped his head, pushing it down to his groin, growling out loudly. Justin eagerly swallowed the large load of thick seed, it tasted far muskier than he expected. His eyes were closed as the lion drew back, perking his ears when his master spoke.

"You were a good doe, but your master isn't satisfied." That deep growl made his ears flatten against his head; Justin nodded and spoke up softly.

"Shall I bend over for you master... allow you to claim me as a doe?" His eyes stared deeply into his masters golden eyes, a strong paw gently lifting him to his feet. His own shaft was jutting out from his groin, aching for release, but Justin didn't dare touch himself.

"Oh I will... just not this day." The lion rumbled deeply, smiling. "Now stay here." The deer did as he was commanded, giving a quiet bleat. He watched the nude professor make his way to his desk, taking in the details fully of the predator he had just submitted to. Justin knew that Mr. Blackflower was in his mid fifties, but the lion was still in good shape. The lion's fur was a bit darker than most, and his mane was almost a black in color. So the bits of gray that streaked his coat stood out. He shivered slightly, seeing that slender black collar come into view. "This is not to come off. Do you understand? I've waited a long time for a perfect pet to groom..." He nodded slowly, lifting his head and allowing his professor and master to put the collar on. "Now dress. Go along the rest of your day, more lessons will begin soon my sweet doe."

Justin left the room, the deer's head spinning from what had just transpired. Thoughts raced through his mind over and over. "What happened? I didn't just submit to my professor did I?" He shivered, absently making his way back to his dorm, flopping back against the bed. The deer was glad his roommate wasn't going to be home for several hours being on the football team. He allowed his fingers to trace over the collar, the other moving to stroke the bulge between his legs, causing him to moan. Eyes drifted closed, he slowly undid his pants freeing his aching cock from his underwear. Justin stroked himself slowly, knowing that his life had changed, he just didn't' quite realize how true that thought was.

His fingers slowly stroked his ten inches of aching flesh, precum soaking his paw as he panted, moaning softly. Justin's thoughts were focused solely on his professor now, shivering and imagining how he was going to be taken. His hand caressed his heavy balls, the deer bleating as he squeezed that shaft, milking it. "M... Master Blackflower." His hips bucked upwards, stroking his shaft quickly now. The deer moaned out deeply as he came, shooting over a dozen thick ropes of seed across his belly and chest. A little whimper escaped his muzzle when Justin looked at himself. "Oh god, this is a mess... what did I get myself into?"

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